husband from hell

Chapter 196 Onion Starman

Today seems to be a special day.

In Wei Qiancheng's long life with no end in sight, there are not many such special days.

He sat up straight, looking out of the window at the ever-changing shade, and the calamus flowers by the water were about to pass their season.

The autumn wind brought the breath of autumn, Wei Qiancheng held his chin like a boy, thinking, what day is today?

By the way, many years ago, this was the day when I first met Calamus.

Because of longevity, Wei Qiancheng's life is not stable even if it is long. He can't remember how many assassinations and challenges he has experienced during the days he has survived.

With thick and coquettish Danfeng eyes slightly narrowed, yes, he fell into the memory of a most special assassination.

The weather in Xichuan is very cold in the morning and evening, and very hot at noon.

Wei Qiancheng went out to wander that day, anyway, he was alone, and wherever he went, he was also alone.

Following the mountain road to the depths of the forest, I saw a fast-moving red line in the slant.

Wei Qiancheng turned his head sideways, didn't dodge, just let the red thread wrap around his body, tightly binding his whole body all over.

It's a soul rope.

A beautiful woman in red dress appeared in front of him with a beauty he had never seen before.

There are more words to describe beauties in the world than there are stars in the Milky Way, but those "powder-faced peach cheeks", "willow slender waist", "Gu Pansheng brilliance" can't be used to describe the woman in front of me.

She is not only beautiful, but also brilliant, like a pomegranate flower in May, blooming in full bloom.

"Are you Wei Changsheng?" The woman's voice was also pleasant, as if breaking through the light of the early morning clouds, she could pass through everything.

Wei Qiancheng said, "My name is Wei Qiancheng."

"Huh?" The woman's beautiful brows frowned slightly: "Wei Qiancheng?"

"I dare not change the name given by my parents." Wei Qiancheng became interested, and, in fact, he never called himself Wei Changsheng in the first place.

Because that thing was taken away, people also forgot his name.

It doesn't matter, originally, he didn't expect to be remembered.

Maybe Wei Qiancheng's attitude was too sincere, maybe Wei Qiancheng's attitude of not resisting was too calm, she let go of the tie.

In fact, it doesn't matter at all, because Wei Qiancheng doesn't have any soul that can be restrained.

"I got the wrong person."

The woman turned around and flung her jet-black hair, like a shower of rain and dew, with a transparent fragrance.

"Just leave like this?"

"What else do you want?"

"At least... leave a name." Wei Qiancheng twitched the corner of his mouth, smiling harmlessly and innocently.

"calamus."

As the name suggests, people are like fairies by the water.

"You want to find Changsheng?" He followed, like every "gentleman" who is "loving" to "My Fair Lady", trying his best to show his love to the beauty: "Why are you looking for that thing?"

"Are you also a ghost raiser?" Calamus's bright eyes swept over with a little disdain: "But you can't even hide from the soul rope."

"I don't have any dreams to pursue. I just muddle along and wait to die." Wei Qiancheng didn't care about that expression. Beauties are all beauties, "What about you?"

Calamus slightly turned his head: "This is my mission."

"Oh?" Wei Qiancheng became even more interested: "So, you are determined to win?"

"Do whatever it takes." Calamus said naturally: "You can live and die for it."

I heard that there is a group of "Longevity Walkers" in Tanshen Town. Is this what the old man who attacked me last time did?
"Is that thing really that important to you?" Wei Qiancheng stared at Calamus, and began to ask knowingly in order to say a few more words.

Calamus cast a sideways glance at Wei Qiancheng: "I don't understand anything, it's better not to be a ghost teacher, so as not to ruin the reputation of a ghost teacher."

Wei Qiancheng was not angry at all, because it had been a long time, and no one could talk to him like this.

Everyone was either fearful, flattering, or simply looking for him desperately. He suddenly felt that the calamus in front of him was "real".

He really wanted to say a few more words to people without using his brain too much, so he followed the calamus like a tail: "Some things are beyond your control."

Calamus's footsteps paused slightly, her eyes rolled, she understood.

Wei Qiancheng saw the opportunity: "You want to find Changsheng, I will follow you and see the world, okay?"

He didn't intend to deceive people, he just hoped that the feeling of someone "really" speaking could last a little longer, a little longer.

He has always believed in a saying: If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, no matter where you sleep tomorrow.

Anyway, you can't die.

Calamus was noncommittal and continued to move forward, but since there was no rejection or expulsion, to Wei Qiancheng, it was tacit consent.

This feeling is very fresh.

Calamus ignored him at first, but gradually, he seemed to get used to the idle people who seemed to never run out of time following him.

So one day, Wei Qiancheng looked at that white and tender hand, and suddenly wanted to shake it, so he said with a playful smile, "Is there anyone who showed you palm reading?"

"I can see it myself." Calamus said flatly, "But I don't believe in fate."

"Why don't you believe it?" Wei Qiancheng said very seriously: "Wouldn't it save a lot of trouble if you followed the path you should go?"

Calamus tugged at the corner of her lips: "Life is so long, so what if we take a detour?"

"In that case..." Wei Qiancheng said, "Then let me be a bystander to see clearly..."

Involuntarily, he took the hand.

Warm, soft, nice.

The fine lines covered the silky palm, and the skin was lightly blood-colored, very beautiful, but when he saw the longevity line, Wei Qiancheng was a little stunned and broke.

But after a while, it was connected again.

Weird.

If you look at the first half, her life is definitely not long, it will end when she is young and young.

Why... such a person has to die young?
Calamus wants to withdraw his hand: "So, every day, we must live well, and be rich if we can. It can not be too long, but it must not be mediocre."

But Wei Qiancheng didn't let go, he clasped Calamus's hand, wrapped it tightly around the slender fingers, lowered his head and smiled: "I don't believe in fate either, so, does it count, like-minded?"

Calamus froze for a moment, a little blush appeared on her cheeks, more like a pomegranate flower.

Wei Qiancheng held it tightly, not wanting to let go.

He didn't want her to break that thread.

For some reason, Calamus didn't free his hand as he expected.

Maybe calamus also needs someone around.

That's great, he'd love to be the guy.

But the good times didn't last long. During the rest of the journey, they encountered several elderly ghost masters who had been defeated by Wei Qiancheng before.

Wei Qiancheng also noticed that the old ghost masters also carried the same rose scented sachets as calamus.

For the first time, his heart sank a little.

really……

"Calamus, why are you with Wei Changsheng?"

"Stop him and let him return his longevity!"

Calamus turned his back to him, showing no expression.

But the thin shoulders trembled slightly.

His heart hurts very much, he hasn't felt this kind of feeling for a long time.

Mess... very messy...

In the siege facing Wei Qiancheng, Wei Qiancheng's eyes were only fixed on Calamus.

Even if the long-lost blood flowed from his body, he didn't realize it.

When I came back to my senses, except for calamus, there was a mess under my feet.

Calamus was the only living person standing in front of him.

He wanted to reach out, but he didn't know how to do so, and he didn't dare to look at Chang Pu's face.

Just a trembling shoulder, he already felt so distressed, if Calamus...

Calamus turned around by himself, with tears all over his face, and his voice still pretended not to care: "You lied to me."

"Calamus..." Wei Qiancheng has experienced many things, but he has never been so flustered: "I just..."

"Why, why are you Wei Changsheng!"

That voice seemed to have inserted a sharp knife into his heart, stirring sharply and coldly.

He didn't expect that she could cry for him, and he was unexpectedly satisfied.

No matter what, she hugged her in his arms, she was still the same as last time, she didn't break free.

"I want to be with you..." Wei Qiancheng said in a low voice, "I lied to you, I just want to be with you."

"Okay." Tears dried up, and she said, "Follow me and watch a sunset."

As the setting sun sank, at the most beautiful moment, an awl fell heavily on Wei Qiancheng's head.

In fact, from the time the awl was taken out to the moment it fell, he could completely dodge it, but why did he dodge?
All he can do is follow her wishes when she wants to do it.

It's good to give her life, but what is an injury?
Anyway... can't die.

A person watched the sunset sinking, but the image of calamus' back was the sunset that was getting farther and farther away, so red that it was dazzling, but it made people sad.

Let's go... This is the price of lying, and he should pay it.

Sure enough, he must be such a fate, Wei Qiancheng comforted himself, the reason why beautiful things are beautiful is because they are not long enough.

This is true of everything.

"Master, you like spicy food very much recently." A person said cautiously: "Why don't you drink some water?"

"No need." Facing a pot of hot pot with red oil, Wei Qiancheng obviously couldn't taste the taste, but he still ate it heartily.

In fact, he has always been afraid of spicy food, but the feeling of crying is unexpectedly good.

"You are in tears."

The familiar feeling that could not be more familiar sounded: "I remember, you don't eat spicy food."

"calamus……"

"I'll stay." Calamus's lips curled up, "So, you don't have to eat."

This is a gift.After all, God was not mean to him.

He didn't ask about longevity.Didn't ask why she went and came back.

I didn't even ask, why did that smile change a bit.

It was enough for him to have her by his side.

Never mind why she came here.

Calamus began to treat him well, in a way he didn't expect.

So he gave birth to greed that shouldn't be there: "Can you, with me, have a baby?"

He is also insatiable, it doesn't count if he has a companion, but he still wants to have a family.

She actually agreed: "What gift will you give me?"

"My life is yours too, let alone anything else." His heart was as bright as a mirror: "Or...longevity?"

Yes, there is joy in her eyes.

But that happy look made him a little sad.

It doesn't matter, as long as she's happy, it's worth anything.

In fact, he was prepared in his heart, but he planned to accept it.

It's just that he didn't expect that on the day of great joy, the blood will be redder than the wedding dress.

Yes, he still lost her.

In vain he prepared that valley, those iris flowers in full bloom.

This is life.

It took him a long time to accept his fate, and he also knew that in his life, he might only experience some betrayals.

Is he not worthy of being "loved" by others?
Maybe, there are always people coming and going around me like a revolving lantern, but they don't last long.

Calamus, Cheng Ke, Ah Jiu...

Everyone can only be a passer-by in his long life.

Just when he was about to give up, he actually met the person who was very similar to Calamus a hundred years later.

Not as bright and charming as calamus, but it is really similar.

Like calamus, with a bit of stubbornness, just like calamus, things that are determined will not be changed.

The most important thing is that she didn't want him to die like everyone else.

Could it be... God can show mercy again?
His heart seemed to have thawed in the warm spring breeze, and he began to move around, wanting to keep her by his side, wanting to dig out his heart and lungs like he did to Calamus back then, regardless of the consequences.

No one knew how much he wanted a companion and a home.

Although there is an impassable hurdle between them, that hurdle is still the same Cheng Ke from before.

He couldn't figure out how to settle the account between himself and Cheng Ke. It was he who robbed his woman, so he also held grudges, did he want to rob his woman?He couldn't figure it out either.

But he just wanted to be nice to her, even though she said she didn't need it.

"What are you going to do with Cheng Ke..." He still showed a deadpan face that seemed to care nothing: "Let me protect you."

Hugging her who has no ability to resist him in his arms, it's so warm... This kind of warmth has never been seen in a hundred years.

"I have Cheng Ke."

The refusal was straightforward, without muddling at all.

Could it be that in her eyes, he is not even worth using?

Or, it never occurred to her at all to use herself.

Yes, she is not Calamus.

The corners of her lips curled up inexplicably, and she could make him smile from the bottom of his heart.

"The hot pot is ready..." Recalling from his memory, the doorman has already served the hot pot, the thick red oil is very gorgeous, reminding him of that happy day: "Master, please use it slowly."

"This year, don't eat it." Wei Qiancheng suddenly said to the hot pot.

"Eh?" The doorman was as surprised as when he brought the first hot pot back then: "Why, door master? Don't you have to eat red oil hot pot once every year on this day? It's been... almost 100 years..."

"This year, I want to eat something else." Wei Qiancheng stood up: "Change to noodles, Changsheng noodles."

Today, I don't seem to want to cry anymore.

(End of this chapter)